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Chapter 220 Last Place Elimination System and Team Points Competition

"newcomer?"

"Looks very young."

"I don't know which college these two will be assigned to. Our Diamond College has the fewest people, which puts us at a disadvantage in the team points competition."

"Suffer a loss? Why don't you transfer your island girl to our Red Heart Academy?"

"Heh, you're dreaming."

"That's the top player ranked ninth on the 'Kunwu List.' No matter how much they look down on him for being a foreigner in private, they all behave themselves when it comes to actual combat."

"Shut up, you."

The students around the dining table were discussing it animatedly.

Wang Xi glanced around and found that almost all the "Kunwu Camp" trainees present had high-level entries, none of which were lower than three stars, and many of them had bronze or silver frames.

A very few outstanding individuals even have titles or appellations.

Among them were two foreign faces: Shiki Akihara, ranked ninth, and Michael, ranked tenth.

Qiuyuan Shizhi has delicate features, wears light makeup, and has long, flowing black hair. Michael, on the other hand, is a blond, burly man who rarely smiles.

Wang Xi also saw a long-haired young man with a calm expression sitting at the head of the table at Plum Blossom Academy.

"Cao Pang, a student of the Kunwu Camp Plum Blossom Academy (Neutral/Title Two-Star/Legendary)"

Two-star title with gold frame.

It is also the top of this year's "Kunwu List".

Noticing Wang Xi's gaze, Cao Pang raised his eyelids and looked over to meet his eyes.

"Hmm?" A glint flashed in the long-haired youth's eyes, puzzling the students beside him.

"What's wrong, Brother Cao? Is there anything special about this guy?"

"His three souls and seven spirits are complete, and he has already evolved the inner landscape of the Yellow Court. He follows the profound system..."

Cao Pang said calmly.

The students of Plum Blossom Academy looked surprised.

The three souls and seven spirits, the inner landscape and the outer form—this is precisely the stage they are currently in. This young man from Nanzhou Valley City has actually achieved such a feat.

"Not bad," a slightly chubby male student chuckled. "Looks like our Plum Blossom Academy is about to have another companion."

However, when Cao Pang looked at the new silver-haired female student, he frowned deeply.

He actually felt a terrifying pressure emanating from the other person... even more so than from his own academy's teachers.

Who is this girl named Chu Nai?!

at the same time.

At the table near the Spade Academy, a bespectacled woman with short, curly green hair exclaimed, "Such abundant magic..."

"Sister Leng An, which one are you referring to?"

“Look.” Zhao Leng’an, who was ranked second, nodded. “The man on the left has almost as much magic power as me. I didn’t expect that such a powerful guy would exist in an unknown small city in the Southern Continent.”

"Huh?" The Spade students around them looked at each other in surprise. This newcomer was a bit strange; her magic reserves were comparable to the leader's.

"Having a lot of magic power doesn't mean anything."

At this moment, a handsome young man shook his head.

"Hopefully, he won't drag our college down during the simulated combat class."

Besides them, the other students from the Hearts and Diamonds academies were also curiously observing and discussing.

Wang Xi and Chu Nai remained calm and composed, and then, at Madam Du's prompting, strode up to the high platform.

Principal Zhang Yinglong's deep, star-like eyes swept over the two of them, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"What do you think?"

He turned to look at the four deans beside him, his voice not loud but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Dean Fang, nicknamed "Lamp Nightmare," Pu Xuan, was as pale as paper. He merely glanced at the new student coldly before remaining silent. His lifeless eyes seemed to see right through people, yet they showed him no interest whatsoever in the new student before him.

"Senior brother," Dean Zhao Yang, known as "Breaking the Formation," stroked his stubble and spoke in a booming voice, "This Wang Xi has a solid foundation, his three souls and seven spirits are already formed, and his inner vision of the Yellow Court is beginning to appear. He is indeed a promising talent. It's a pity..."

He shook his head.

"It's not a purely mystical path."

As soon as she finished speaking, a rich fragrance of roses wafted over. Rosa Butler, the "Rose Sage" and head of the Spade Principal, lightly tossed her black curly hair, her emerald eyes sparkling under the light.

She wore a bright red evening gown, her red lips slightly parted: "Since Mr. Zhao doesn't like this child, then I'll take him."

Dean Rosa appeared to be of mixed race, yet she spoke a very authentic Shan Hai dialect, her voice as clear as a spring striking a rock, melodious and pleasant to the ear.

Upon hearing this, Dean Xi Qianliu, the "Knot Master" of Red Heart Academy, chuckled. Dressed in a Western-style dress and wearing a black veil, her cool voice rang out: "Miss Chu Nai is a genius graduate of Dongzhou University. I have heard of her. Her talent in the Miracle System is perfect. Red Heart Academy is the most suitable for her."

Zhang Yinglong nodded: "Then it's settled."

He waved his hand, and two staff members immediately came forward with two sets of uniforms.

Wang Xi accepted the uniform, a well-tailored white shirt paired with black trousers, with a mountain-shaped pattern embroidered on the left chest, seemingly symbolizing the "Kunwu Camp." Next to the pattern was an exquisite spade emblem.

Chu Nai's design is the same, except the emblem has been changed to a red heart.

Madam Du stepped forward at the opportune moment, her voice gentle:
"The course schedule will be delivered to your dorms later. The courses are mainly divided into three categories: theory courses, practical courses, and training courses... The first three months will focus on theory and practical courses, and your performance in each course will affect your ranking."

The old woman patiently explained to Wang Xi and Chu Nai.

She stated that students' "points" are mainly earned through excellent performance in classes and assessments. The top ten students each month receive a reward, while the bottom three are disqualified from being students.

Wang Xi and Chu Nai, as new students, will not be on the list this month; the count will begin next month.

It seems the Kunwu Camp employs a bottom-ranking elimination system; once performance is poor, one will be kicked out before long.

Wang Xi thought to himself.

The top ten performers each month receive prizes, clearly indicating fierce competition.

After assigning students to their respective colleges and receiving their uniforms, Ms. Rosa, the Dean of the Spade School, beckoned him forward.

"I've heard about your exploits in Gucheng. You managed to hold back the orange disaster core single-handedly, not bad..."

Rosa looked to be in her early thirties, and a smile of appreciation appeared on her beautiful face. She raised her hand, which was covered with a red finger cot, and gently stroked Wang Xi's forehead.

"I will pay close attention to you from now on."

"Thank you for your high regard, Dean Rosa," Wang Xi said respectfully, his eyes lowered. "I will do my best to perform well."

Rosa nodded in satisfaction, offered a few more words of encouragement, and then ended the conversation.

The same goes for Chu Nai.

Dean Xi Qianliu whispered a few words of instruction. Wang Xi vaguely heard words like "Professor Eunice," "friend," and "have high hopes."

Xi Qianliu seems to have a connection with Eunice, Chu Nai's teacher at Dongzhou University.

Thereafter.

The banquet officially began. Wang Xi and Chu Nai exchanged a brief glance before parting ways and heading to the academy's dining area.

At the Black Spade Academy's dining table, more than thirty students were already eagerly waiting. As soon as Wang Xi approached, he was surrounded by enthusiastic greetings.

"Come, come, sit here!"

Zhao Leng'an, who was in the lead, patted the empty seat next to her, her short, curly green hair swaying gently with the movement. She pushed up her glasses and smiled brightly: "Junior, come over here."

Wang Xi didn't refuse, politely thanked them, and sat down. At the table, more than a dozen pairs of eyes curiously sized him up.

"What are you good at, junior?" Zhao Leng'an placed a piece of fried fish on Wang Xi's plate and asked curiously, "Magic? Swordsmanship? Or puppet control?"

Wang Xi humbly replied, "I know a little about both."

"Ouch!"

These words caused an initial uproar at the dinner table, followed by silence. Zhou Ziming, the short young man sitting on Zhao Leng'an's other side—ranked fifth—couldn't help but frown.

"A jack of all trades and master of none is no good. It seems that Southern Continent does indeed lack systematic teaching."

“Yes,” a student chimed in. “Kunwu Camp emphasizes specialization in one area, so you need to decide on your direction as soon as possible.”

Zhao Leng'an patted Wang Xi on the shoulder: "Don't worry, with your senior here, I'll definitely help you find the most suitable path. I personally excel in magic, your senior Zhou is skilled in swordsmanship, and several juniors are proficient in puppet making and control..."

Wang Xi simply smiled and nodded, offering no explanation.

During the meal, he was invited to join the Spade Academy group chat "Childhood Dream Ace", and the group immediately started flooded with welcome emojis.

This was completely different from what Wang Xi had expected.

He had assumed that places like the "Kunwu Camp," which gathered geniuses and monsters from across the Federation, were filled with aloof and arrogant individuals; he hadn't expected them to be so easy to get along with. After the banquet, Wang Xi returned to Villa No. 27. Pushing open the door, he saw three boys drinking and chatting on the sofa in the living room.

"Hey, our new roommate is here!"

A handsome young man in an academy uniform put down his wine glass and stood up first: "Chu Yichen, a local of Longcheng, a student of Plum Blossom Academy, arrived two months earlier than you."

Seeing this, the other two didn't waste any words and immediately introduced themselves.

"Ji Xin, Red Heart Academy."

The scion of a wealthy family, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, waved lazily.

The last one to stand up was a sturdy, dark-skinned young man with a rather simple smile: "Feng Lingyun, from Quecheng, Xuanzhou, a student of Fangpian Academy."

The four exchanged brief pleasantries.

Feng Lingyun scratched his head and laughed, "What a coincidence, the four of us actually belong to different colleges."

"It's not a coincidence." However, Chu Yichen seemed to know something, and explained, "Each student dormitory has four people, so you know..."

"This makes communication easier."

Ji Xin nodded and said softly.

“The differences between different systems are very large.”

Wang Xi also sat down on the sofa.

After chatting for a while, he learned that his three roommates had all arrived earlier than him. Chu Yichen had been there for two months, while Ji Xin and Feng Lingyun had been there for a month.

Chu Yichen poured Wang Xi a glass of beer and said:
"Wang Xi, let me tell you, the courses for our four colleges are not synchronized. We will only have classes together for the team points competition at the end of the month."

"A team points competition?" Wang Xi thanked him, took a sip of beer, and asked, "What's that?"

"It can be seen as the end-of-month assessment of the 'simulated combat course,' with students from the four colleges competing against each other."

Feng Lingyun said in a deep voice.

"More wins can help the academy gain more 'coefficients,' which will allow all students in the academy to earn more points, making it easier to compete for rankings."

Wang Xi pondered: "So, in other words, everyone studies on their own normally, and the results are checked at the end of the month?"

“Well, you could say that.” Feng Lingyun nodded, taking a deep breath. “Although Ji Xin and I have only participated in the ‘team points competition’ once, but…”

He shook his head as he spoke.

"We lost badly."

“You lost badly,” the man with the gold-rimmed glasses immediately retorted. “I played a total of nine games before the match ended, with a record of six wins and three losses, while you only played five.”

"Ahem." Feng Lingyun coughed awkwardly, somewhat embarrassed.

Wang Xi pressed for details and learned that the rules of the "team points competition" were actually quite simple—although the trainees could challenge other teams an unlimited number of times, once they accumulated more than three defeats, they would be directly eliminated and lose the qualification to continue participating.

The "team points competition" is a great opportunity to earn a lot of points, much faster than the points earned in regular classes, so the students at Kunwu Camp take it very seriously.

It's quiet at night.

Wang Xi lay on the brand-new bed, using the moonlight from the French windows and the bedside lamp to look through the class schedule he had just received.

As a freshman, his first class is scheduled for the day after tomorrow. And tomorrow, all three of his roommates will have to go to class.

“Perfect timing…” Wang Xi closed his class schedule and looked out at the bright moon. “Let’s go check out the Mysterious Realm first.”

But as is customary, he planned to first contact Shen Miaowei, the eldest daughter of the Shen family in Pinghai City, Beiguo.

He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the narrow cracks of his mind, and through layers of mist, he softly uttered:
"Miaowei?"

Meanwhile, in Pinghai City, Northern Kingdom of the Mystic Realm.

Inside the storeroom of the Shen family mansion, Shen Miaowei was holding an account book, directing more than ten servants to inventory the supplies. She was dressed in a plain brocade cheongsam, her hair simply tied up, and her brows revealed a composure beyond her years.

"Give Fourth Sister two more bolts of fabric, since she and Sister Mingxuan don't use much on a regular basis."

She tapped the ledger lightly with her fingertips, her voice cool and clear: "The medicinal herbs should be stored separately. There have been frequent outbreaks of epidemics in the city recently; we need to prepare early."

The servants responded respectfully and moved among the grain sacks and wooden crates of supplies.

Suddenly, a soft call rang in Shen Miaowei's ears, and she was stunned.

A meow came from nearby, and the calico cat, Liuli, who had been curled up and dozing, suddenly raised her head, pricked up her ears, and stared wide-eyed with her heterochromatic eyes.

"Master! It's Master's voice!"

Liuli was very excited, and her tail was held high.

Clearly, she also heard Wang Xi's voice.

Liuli was sent by Wang Xi to protect Shen Miaowei and has been staying at the Shen family home for nearly two months. Although the food at the Shen family home is not bad, what the cat misses most is the spicy food and iced soda made by its owner.

Shen Miaowei forced herself to remain calm and waved to the servants, "You all go out first, I need to check the secret accounts."

"Yes, Miss."

The servants dared not disobey and hurriedly left.

bang.

Once the warehouse doors were closed, Shen Miaowei quickly unfurled the scroll she carried with her—gradually revealing the portrait of the young man in the long gown.

"Miaowei greets Master!"

She hung up the scroll, clasped her hands in a gesture of respect, and said with suppressed joy, "You've finally contacted your disciple."

A voice came from the scroll: "How have things been lately?"

Shen Miaowei's expression darkened: "The situation in Pinghai City is not optimistic. The entire eastern district is currently under lockdown, with countless dead and injured. After pressure from various embassies, the military was forced to lift restrictions, and now the refugees are taking the chaos elsewhere..."

She put her hands in her pockets, caressing her father's secret letter.

“My father sent some supplies back with his trusted aides, but did not say when they would return. The letter also said that if things became unbearable, we should move to the vicinity of Suolong Pass.”

Through the fog in his mind and the perspective of the painting, Wang Xi could see a hint of unease on Shen Miaowei's face.

"Hmm..." he pondered, then suddenly asked, "How is Miaowei's cultivation going?"

Shen Miaowei's eyes lit up.

She raised her finger and drew a stroke in the air, forming the character "山" (mountain), accompanied by a howling wind.

And a faint light shone between his eyebrows.

The five elements converge at the origin, and the three flowers gather at the top of the head.

Wang Xi was secretly surprised.

This girl has clearly mastered the "Peach Blossom Mountain Travelogue" and "Landscape in One Stroke," becoming a grandmaster in just two months...

Let's look at the entry above Shen Miaowei's head—

"Shen Miaowei (Friendly/5-Star/Elite)"

It already has the strength of a bronze frame five-star.

“Not bad.” Wang Xi said calmly, his tone restrained. “In that case, you are qualified to embark on the path of cultivation.”

"Um?!"

Shen Miaowei was startled.

She quickly realized what was going on and felt a sense of anticipation.

"Master..."

"Next, I will impart to you the true cultivation method, 'Ink Spirit Heavenly Inquiry'... If you can cultivate to the inner realm, you will be able to meet me in your dreams."

Wang Xi's voice was as grand and majestic as a great bell.

Shen Miaowei was startled.

Immediately afterward, Wang Xi began to dictate the general outline. Shen Miaowei didn't have time to find paper and pen to take notes, but fortunately, she was full of energy and had an exceptional memory.

After a while.

As the last question ended, Shen Miaowei took a deep breath and, overcome with emotion, bowed and knelt in reverence.

"This disciple will certainly live up to Master's high expectations!"

"good."

The painting fell silent once more.

The woman murmured again:
"This disciple will definitely meet with Master!"

(End of this chapter)